The red lights mean youâre leavingThe white oneâs mean returningTell me how this story endsAnd Iâll keep them fires burningThe headlights look like diamondsThe taillights burn like coalsTell me how this story endsBefore the fires go coldThe countrysideâs desertedThereâs no one on the farmsThe suburbs all are sleepingThe earthquakes set off car alarmsAll after all now we awareAll after all the time we shareThereâs so much fears of world,Types of world,Tears of world